in your trunk, weed laced with the blunt? I puff, I never got snuffed, bust while I dust Your monkey ass off, then I just crush on the hush, hush So,
off of the block (Terror Squad) Deep in the borough where the corners is smoldering hot My team is known for smokin' the glock To the hole in your rock (Terror Squad) My shit
can't be touched I'll negotiate the matter, in gats he trust In the club one night, war spittin? at us In the corner sippin? drinks on some real hush hush
I'ma stay on the block like Rocky, I'm papi Throwin' batteries in the sock an' rock aqui Noreaga, plus I got my 'Famous Player' card Himalaya, who the mayor, bitches? St. Bernard, shit
kick styles that's legit You gotta cover the mic with tissue cause I talk much shit I leave girls with a smile and fellas real stunned I make hard rocks
and Forth like Aalyiah From the vill and the have, I rocks on like Rage Party with Arty, around the World with Wally Artifical mic handlers get broken, I'm potent Shit
playa, all about my hustle Demonstrating my muscle, if I get in a tussle If you got plex, I suggest you keep it hush-hush 'Cause boys wet up on that
Educated rapper fouling the teaser My team got rocks like six flags, plus the wu lab Cameras in nine bedrooms we own tags Don't touch this Cracklin hot shit
with heat and still beatin' And we back with the rap that packs the room Black tracks with the rhythm that make you move Can't hush the bum rush, we
Cause without the money "Ain't a damn thing funny" (X3) Ynot: THese rhymes I exchange like stock, I'm live like stock I rock like Prudential, making
Far from gangstas, really hush puppies Niggaz barely speak when we discuss money Niggaz stay yappin' when there's always somethin' funny The realest niggaz never took nuthin' from me Rock
niggaz wanna pop that shit If you ain't ready for the game (uh-uh) nigga stop that shit We rock that shit, my nigga dre, drop that shit (right) No mo'
wanna pop that shit If you ain?t ready for the game nigga stop that shit (Uh, uh) We rock that shit, my nigga Dre, drop that shit (Right) No mo? talkin
radio radio what a fucking load of shit and by the way what the fuck does the radio have to do with it just another clever trick they got to hush the
company to be with Fuck whoever you were gonna leave with I'm who you should see shit I found some love like Adam and Eve, shit Who you should be with
and (?) that im not to be, heh Bennie Franks is the name shit down south is where i hang and im still on the block when the shit gets hot best believe
it could cause us to fall Snitch nigga, catchin' slugs, ain't no love from us thug Told me guns, or blood So nigga what? Keep that shit on the hush [
Askin' everybody that think I know 'em for my number to beep me On my pager to beep me an' I sense they negative energy Feelin' like some gangsta, gangsta shit